Picking up the pieces,
of my broken heart,
I hurt myself in the process,
but still I continue,
to rebuild myself in the process,
I bleed and I believe,
that one day,
I can be whole again.
CZYTASZ
Starlight and Supernovas
PoetryA collection of amateur poetry. I believe that language is so beautiful that it can be likened to the infinite beauty of the celestial skies.
